a/n: This is a short chapter.. but don't worry, you'll love the other...

Chapter 10

Saying Prowl was pissed off was an understatement. The Autobots were separated when they reached Earth's atmosphere; he was holding on to Jazz before it came to much that he let him go. Well, he hoped that Jazz was with their son, it would give him peace for a bit. He looked back at his team, Sideswip was helping his twin first, he thought the yellow twin was hurt but when Sideswip moved out of the way, he could see that Sunstreaker was only dazed.

"Any word on the others?" Sunny asked.

"No," Prowl answered. "We don't have time to waste. Lets go."

_(Sunstreaker Transition)_

Nightfire was silent. He didn't know what to say to his Carrier, he wasn't sure what he could say. At least with Smokescreen it was easier, maybe it was because he wasn't related to him or he just had an easier personality to talk to. "So,"he started, "what's it like?"

"What is what like?"His Carrier asked.

"I don't know. I was hoping you would carry on from there," he admitted. "What is it like to be on an organic planet?"

Jazz hummed. "It's different. Ah not sure if ah like gettin' dirty and muddy." Nightfire chuckled. "I would like to meet them. Your guardians."

"Really?"

"Yes. To thank them."

Nightfire smirked. "Well, you can meet one tonight." He leaned his head against the window, enjoying the drive home. He finaally met his kind which was pretty neat, especially since he was practicing every day with Lennox and Epps and try to get his robot-self to come to. And he met his Carrier, which...well, it was awesome to meet his real family.

Jazz moved his rearview mirror to get a good look of his son,before humming gently. "Get some rest. I'll wake you when we get there." Nightfire nodded before taking a nap and Jazz was driving a bit slower to make tonight last a bit longer.

_(Ironhide Transition)_

Epps was getting angry and worried. Nightfire was running an hour and fifteen minutes late and not once did he text him saying he was going to be late. Epps called Lennox just in case, but Lennox haven't heard from in either. Epps told him that he would call him back when Nightfire gets home so Lennox wouldn't be stressed.

He heard a car pulled into his driveway. About time he came, Epps got up from the couch and looked out the window. He couldn't make out the model of the car but he did notice Nightfire getting out the passenger side. He went to the door, opening it. "Nightfire!"

Nightfire walked closure to the house, bitting his lip. "Sorry." Epps made his way towards him and before he could even grab ahold of the boy, Nightfire stopped. "I have a good excuse though."

"Do you now?" Epps scould.

"Carrier?" With the one word, Epps watched the car behind Nightfire transform into a robot. He looked up amazed and all his anger drained him. "Epps, this is Jazz...my Carrier. Jazz this is Epps...my guardian."

"Well," Epps started, still staring at the robot named Jazz, "nice to meet you." Well, at least the boy was with his real parents.

The robot smiled. "Same to you, Epps." The robot knelt down, to get a better look of his son's guardian. "Thank you for caring for Nightfire. I am in your debt."

Epps walked closer to Nightfire. "Someone had to make sure he stayed out of trouble," he chuckled which made Jazz smile and Nightfire stare tensly at Epps. "So you're the mother?"

Nightfire chuckled, while Jazz looked confused. "Cybertronian term is 'Carrier'." He looked up at Jazz. "That's what Smokescreen said." Jazz nodded that it was indeed the right term.

Epps stared at Nightfire and his Carrier, Jazz. He never seen the boy's face be this brighten before, he could tell that the boy was happy and that was all he ever wanted. Well, at least now when Nightfire has questions someone could finally give him the answers. "Now," Epps started, interrupting the moment that the two had and snapping out of his own thoughts, "Nightfire inside and take a shower, you have school in the morning."Nightfire sighed disappointedly before he went inside he said goodnight to Jazz. Jazz watched his son go. "He'll be safe." Jazz was silent, but only nodded in response. "You are welcome to stay here for tonight or you have others to get back to?"

Jazz transformed back into his car mode. "I would like to stay here."

Epps nodded, patting Jazz on the hood. "Good night, jazz-bot."

Jazz chuckled. " G'night Epps."

_(Mudflap Transition)_

It was dark, Primus knows what time it was on this organic planet, but Prowl and his team were almost to the Canadian border. He pulled off to the side and transformed into his bot mode, they were almost to the border; they needed to be in the United States by sunrise. This planet was sort of like Cybertron but back home had Sectors, and this place have 'countries'. "Anyone need to recharge? Or refuel?" Prowl asked once his team came up beside him, transforming.

"No," they all said. They all knew how much the SIC wanted to go and be with his creation and his sparkmate. Every Autobot landed safely but their comm links were down for a bit but now since every bot was back in track, nothing was stopping them to reunite with the others. Sunstreaker stretched, "What are you going to say to him, Prowler?"

"Only Jazz calls me that," Prowl growled jokingly. "And..."Prowl paused. He never really thought of what it would be like meeting his son. For a long time he believed his son was dead and now, he contacted Jazz through spark-comm, Smokescreen found him and now they were on the same planet. He woundered what Jazz said to him and how he felt once they met. "I don't just say my name to him, telling him I'm his Sire."

Sideswipe stared at the SIC. "Maybe say something a bit more spark-felt. You don't wanna seem all 'I'm Prowl, you're Sire and you must obey me'."

"I'm not going to sound emotional-less." Prowl started to walk through the forest since it would be the only way to not get detected. Do I sound emotional-less? He asked his sparkmate.

When we first met you had no emotions, Prowlie. A lot has changed.

Prowl frowned, bringing up what he was like before made him sick. He was awful to Jazz, literally hateful. Until one time that Prowl was overcharged and him and Jazz fragged, he did shut down and pretend it didn't happen. Jazz, then came to Prowl saying he was carrying and blew him off. Unfortunately, there was a Decepticon attack and Jazz got him and he and the sparkling almost lost their lives'. Prowl was frantic, and he changed. He worked hard to gain Jazz back again, he still was working on gaining him. Jazz, I am sorry for the past. I'm not that mech anymore.

I know, Jazz hummed. And I do forgive you.

Thank you. Prowl smiled. I'll see you soon.

Prowl turned around to see how far the team was and surprisingly they were close behind. He smiled as Sideswipe and Sunstreaker began to bug the Pit out of each other and Hound amazed by his surroundings. Prowl's spark was feel overjoyed...he never expereinced this feeling for a long while. He went back to his group , picked up and tossed Sunstreaker to Hound, who had amazing time catching the yellow twin, picked up Sideswipe and moved behind Hound and turned on his turbo speed. Sideswipe tightened his grip around Prowl's neck. "What the Pit Prowl?!"

"I have a son to meet."

A/N: Sorry again for the chapter being short but I'm building up the mood for the next one;) And truuuuuuuuuuuuust me (or don't), you're gonna LOVE it